Lucid Dream Poem by Linda A

Lucid Dream



There is no moment that is mine.

God willing, all I have is time.

There are no moves for me to make.

I think I am dreaming when I am awake.

Everything I am means nothing.

Lies are more becoming.

Saturday, May 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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